My family arrived in Wisconsin on August 30th. In the month since, the world has exploded into color. Reds. Oranges. Yellows. Chunks of vivid color nestled in green. I love when trees change piecemeal: a single branch of color followed by bushy clumps followed by a full turning. This is the prettiest time of year!

I’ve enjoyed being in the Midwest for this again – watching the corn harvested, feeling the roller coaster of temps, tasting all the abundant produce available here. This week, there’s been football. There have been TV season premieres. There have been sweaters one day and shorts the next. There have been pumpkin patches and corn mazes. There have been spooky audiobooks and lots of crochet. There have been guests and travel and a husband who is finally home this weekend. And color. Fabulous, beautiful fall color.

Welcome back! There is nothing quite like fall in the Midwest. I know the Northeast has all of the showy foliage, but I love how quietly beautiful fall is here. One last hurrah before winter settles across the land.